If we really want to get rid of suffering, completely and totally, then clinging has to go. The spiritual path is never one of achievement; it is always one of letting go. The more we let go, the more there is empty and open space for us to see reality. Because what we let go of is no longer there, there is the possibility of just moving without clinging to the results of the movement. As long as we cling to the results of what we do, as long as we cling to the results of what we think, we are bound, we are hemmed in. Meditating on No-Self: A Dhamma Talk (Edited for Bodhi Leaves), by Sister Khema(1994)








Saturday, April 28, 2012

No time for time

No watch again today.  It is Saturday and we have begun 9 days off with no work.  For some reason there are a lot of holidays in this semester at our school.  Not really for some reason, more like Ukraine has a lot of holidays.  This week Tuesday and Wednesday are actual national holidays for Easter I think, so the school is closed all week.  The week after the 9th is Ukraine and Russia's version of Victory Day from WW II.  A day later than the left hand side of the globe.

A nice 15km again today.  Much hotter than yesterday though.  Started thinking about what the trail gave me early on, that is to say, running to the shade.  Acclimation to the heat is always fun but necessary.  Had a basically okay week of running, but a real solid week of thinking about running. 

Now for something more important.  Here is today's picture out the window.  Note the total explosion.


Note that everything has leaves now.  Even the photo from early in the week didn't show color down low near the white car in this picture.  Nor in the trees in the back ground.  these white colors should be cherry trees but I also don't think the white will last long, its lucky I got them.  If you remember the last picture to the left of the farthest cherry tree that was white five days ago, and now it is completely green.

Anyway, no watch, no time, nature on works with what it is given.

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